i walk in to get coffee, I had a small studio apartment by the docks. Originally I had moved here to get inspired by the new surroundings and it proved worthy… you stood there looking beautiful with the way your hair fell and the colour of your eyes. Gazing softly at the art work. I step closer, we were friendly but I wouldn’t say friends. But I was working on it. that’s a beautiful piece i hold my hands behind my back as I look at the strokes of paint. oh it doesn’t say who made it
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